despicable < cameron dallas >

CHAPTER 1

'OLIVIA, please come down when you can I need to tell you something before you head off'
I heard my mum urging me to get out of bed. Do you think I got up? Absolutely not. In all honesty, I am one of the laziest people you will EVER meet and I despise myself for it.

Of course I eventually got up and got ready as it's my first day back of my last year at school, then I'll be off to college to get my degree and finally be out of this house.
I got dressed in a casual deep brown sweatshirt and jeans, brushed my hair, filled in my eyebrows and put some lip balm on since I have nobody to impress I don't need to do much.
I said a quick goodbye to my mum and was out the door on my way to school.

I arrived at school and saw my best friend Valarie waiting for me, she has long, thick black fairly straight hair with a deep complexion and plump lips. 
I was the complete opposite to Valarie. My  dark brown hair is just below my shoulders, I have a fair complexion and to be honest really odd facial features. Although I receive compliments all the time I refuse to accept them.

'Goooood morning'
I greeted her prolonging my oo.

Instead of responding she walked alongside me as per usual. I listened to her rant about how much she hates school and everyone here and about how it gives her 'crippling depression' until we got to our lockers.
Fuck I hate when she jokes about that shit, especially because I have it myself. But she doesn't need to know that because I know what her reaction will be.

'So rumour has it we have some new guy here'
She finally spoke.

'Hmm?'
I mumbled, not hearing what she said because of the loud chatter in the hallway.

'Apparently we have some new guy and he's supposed to be one of the best looking guys we have here, you think he'll live up to my expectations?'

'Considering how high your standards are probably not, Val.'

The bell rang and everyone headed to their homegroup where our attendance was recorded.
Valarie and I walked to ours because we not only had the same homegroup but the same classes, apart from one.

As everybody came into the room and took a seat waiting for their name to be called I scanned the hallway though the windows of the class to see a guy i'd never seen before at MY locker with the Principal.

I stormed out of the room raising my voice before questioning their actions.
'What is this? This is my locker?'

'Good morning to you too Liv, nice to see you on the first day back. If you hadn't noticed we have a new transfer student from Chino Hills, California. This is Cameron.'

'Transfer student? Like one who house hoards? And why is he all the way here in Australia?'

'To answer your questions Liv, yes I am a transfer student who will be hoarding in a students home until the school year is done and I came here for the educational opportunity your country has to offe-'
Cameron responded, his voice husky and appealing because of his foreign accent.

'Right, anyway, my point was, what are you doing at my locker?'
I interrupted and interrogated.

'Mr. Dallas will be using the locker next to yours Olivia, fortunately nothing is being done to yours. Don't worry your little head'

As I began to walk off to return to my homegroup I was interrupted.

'Oh Olivia! If you don't mind, show Dallas around will you? You're one of the best students for the job. Thanks Liv'
He pleaded before walking away.

'Well, I guess I'll see you around... Liv is it?'
Cameron asked leaning against his locker brushing his hand through his brown luscious hair, raising his eyebrows.

'It's Olivia.'
I mumbled under my breath before returning to class.
WHY ME??

A/N, 
Okay this is my first time writing a fanfic, I'm rolling with it honestly. I am not creative whatsoever and am trying my best. I hope you guys enjoy though.
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